Princess Jian listened to Xu Qinghuan's words and carefully thought about today's events. After a while, she raised her head and looked at the girl.
Princess Jian said: "You said that Brother Yuan being imprisoned in the house by me is one of the doubtful points. Then what about the second doubtful point?"
Xu Qinghuan's eyes fell on Princess Jian's blood-stained gown: "Has Aunt Rong ever hurt anyone before this incident?"
Princess Jian shook her head. She suddenly thought of something and nodded: "After Rong Xiao was saved from hanging herself, there was a period of time when she would hit anyone she saw. She even took a hairpin and hurt the doctor. Her condition has gradually improved over the years, but this is not the case.
Already."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Why did Aunt Rong become so ill? Does the princess also have doubts in her heart? Someone who can control Aunt Rong's condition must know the truth back then.
Rong Xiao was suddenly rewarded by the Empress Dowager to Prince Jian. I am afraid there is some inside story involved. The Empress Dowager asked me to come to visit Rong Xiao. She has always been obsessed with this matter. If the princess can figure out all these past events, it will be a relief.
A heavy burden on me.”
Princess Jian had to admit that she was moved, not only because of Xie Yuan, but also because of the injustice that Prince Jian's palace and her natal family had suffered over the years. They were given a concubine for no apparent reason, and then the concubine became pregnant.
, became crazy again, every time she entered the palace and faced the Queen Mother, she could not raise her head. Whenever the female family members in the clan mentioned Rong Xiao, her heart felt like knots, and her mood could never get better.
Even the relationship between her and the prince has undergone subtle changes. While the prince told her that he was sorry for her hard work, he avoided mentioning anything related to Rong Xiao.
She was like a fool, wandering around the palace, between the palace and her parents' home, comforting her in the east and suffering some injustice in the west, but in the end she didn't understand anything.
Brother Yuan is like this again this time. If she really makes another wrong step, she really can't explain it to her family. Well, in this case, everyone might as well speak out and see who is at fault.
Princess Jian looked at the mother in charge: "Go to Shuntian Mansion and ask Mr. Huang to come and investigate the case."
The housekeeper's mother was stunned. Most of the things in the inner house should not be kept public. If it was made out, it would not be a joke, especially if it was the concubine of the young master and the prince. If the crime was really proven, the Xie family would not be able to carry it out for the rest of their lives.
beginning.
"Go quickly," Princess Jian frowned, her mind made up, "If you delay anything, I will hold you accountable."
Seeing the back of the steward mother leaving in a hurry, Princess Jian seemed to have lost all her strength. She didn't know if this choice was right.
"Princess, there is no need to regret," Xu Qinghuan stepped forward to support Princess Jian, "Whether you report to the official or not, for Prince Jian's house, the Xie family and you, those things have already happened, and let those who should take responsibility for what has happened have happened.
Take it, you have done your best."
Princess Jian nodded blankly.
…
Huang Qinghe noticed something unusual after receiving the news from Prince Jian's Mansion.
Logically speaking, Princess Jian would not send anyone to Shuntian Mansion for such a thing. Although this dynasty is different from the previous dynasty, the emperor's crimes are the same as those of the common people. No one can violate the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, but the royal family and nobles have their own rules in private.
, as long as it is not involved in a major case and is reported to Zongzheng Temple, it will be over. Why is it like this this time?
Walking into the palace, he saw a familiar figure in the courtyard. Huang Qinghe immediately thought in his heart that the reason why Prince Jian was able to report to the palace might have something to do with Miss Xu.
Huang Qinghe was not in a hurry to ask Miss Xu about the situation. The most important thing at this time was to seize the time to obtain more evidence and clues.
Now that Prince Jian's Mansion has found him, he must handle the case rigorously, use the skills of Shuntian Mansion, and do everything in accordance with the Yamen's regulations. Once the opportunity is missed in some cases, it will be difficult to find out the truth, especially now that Prince Jian's aunt and
Mr. Xie's life and death were uncertain. Once someone died, it was impossible to tell what the situation would be.
"Starting from yesterday, everyone who comes in and out of the courtyard must come here to wait for me to question," Huang Qinghe told the steward. "If someone falsely reports their whereabouts and fails to come to see me, there will be serious suspicion."
The steward responded.
Huang Qinghe continued: "Bring the list of items in Aunt Rong's house to this officer for inspection. Where did the dagger used in the murder come from? Who was present when Aunt Rong committed the murder? You must also explain to me one by one."
The steward nodded.
After a while, all the maids who were serving in the room were called over.
Huang Qinghe looked at them one by one: "Are these the ones who serve Aunt Rong on weekdays?"
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Huang Qinghe's eyes fell on a very well-dressed woman: "Why are you dressed differently from them? What is your identity?"
The woman glanced at Princess Jian and then said: "Slave Hong Yu, you are here to serve Aunt Rong. Because Aunt Rong is ill, you will always regard your slave as the master you want to serve. For Aunt Rong's illness, this slave has no choice but to
According to Aunt Rong’s wishes..."
Huang Qinghe looked at Hongyu and saw that she had a delicate appearance, a frightened look, and she was holding a handkerchief tightly in her hand.
Huang Qinghe said: "Where were you when Aunt Rong became insane today?"
Hongyu pursed her lips: "The slave is in the house..."
Huang Qinghe motioned to Hongyu to continue.
Hongyu said: "This morning, I got up first. Aunt Rong was still asleep at that time. I went to the outside to freshen up. I was about to go back and call Aunt Rong, but I didn't expect that Aunt Rong was sitting in front of the mirror and suddenly started shouting.
Aunt Rong is also in this situation on weekdays. How could I have imagined that she would hide a sharp weapon in her hand and wait for the second master to come in..."
Huang Qinghe said: "How do you know that Aunt Rong has hidden a sharp weapon?"
Hongyu was startled when asked: "Because... we didn't notice it."
Huang Qinghe continued to ask: "Didn't you notice if she had something in her hand?"
Hongyu nodded: "Yes..."
Huang Qinghe didn't give Hongyu time to think carefully: "Who threw the things in the room?"
"Aunt Rong."
"If she has something in her hand, how can she throw it away?"
"Also...maybe...she is hiding it somewhere else on her body."
Huang Qinghe continued: "So Aunt Rong didn't find the dagger when she was throwing something and held it in her hand, but she hid it on her body long ago."
Hongyu swallowed, and a look of panic flashed on her face: "Slave... I don't know... maybe I got it later."
Huang Qinghe asked: "Where do you keep that dagger on weekdays?"
Hongyu said without thinking: "It's in the fruit plate. Aunt Rong brought the fruit to me yesterday."
Huang Qinghe then asked: "Did you ask Aunt Rong to serve it to you?"
Hongyu nodded, then quickly shook her head: "No... no... Aunt Rong wants to take it herself."
Huang Qinghe looked solemn and raised his voice slightly: "Which one took it was you or her."
Hongyu seemed to want to speak but closed her mouth again. She raised her head to look at Huang Qinghe's expression: "What did Master Huang ask?"
"Fruit," Huang Qinghe said, "What do you think I want to ask?"
"Of course..." Hongyu suddenly couldn't speak anymore. She seemed to have forgotten what she had just said.
Huang Qinghe seemed to have found the answer: "You gave it to her."
Hongyu became wary again: "What are you talking about? I...I didn't give her anything. I didn't give her anything."
"The dagger," Huang Qinghe said, "you gave it to her."
"Unjustly accused," Hong Yu said, "How could this slave give the dagger to Aunt Rong? Aunt Rong found it herself."
Huang Qinghe nodded: "Then let's give it a try. You go in with the dagger and hand it to Aunt Rong to see what she looks like."
Hongyu's eyes shrank, she took a step back, then ran to Princess Jian and knelt down: "Princess, if I don't go, if Auntie Rong takes the dagger that I gave you, then I won't become a murderer."
Princess Jian looked at Hong Yu, still a little confused.
"Princess, is she a servant of the palace?" Xu Qinghuan's voice sounded, "Where was she when Aunt Rong had a miscarriage a few years ago? Why did you let her serve Aunt Rong? Who does she associate with? Does she still have any family members?
Who is taking care of her family, and has she seen anyone in the past two days?"
After saying this, Xu Qinghuan looked outside the courtyard: "Besides Xie Yuan, are there anyone else in the palace?"
Xie Yun, Princess Jian almost blurted out that Hong Yu was also a servant of the Xie family. She brought her back to the capital from Changzhou. Could it be that... these things are really related to Hong Yu.
